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"Remind me to show you the passage where Jesus saves the best wine for last.” He pats my bum. “These are hors d'oeuvres to get the guests in the mood. Wait until you see the chicken Parmesan, lasagna, gnocchi, chicken Alfredo, pasta Bolognese, and carbonara we’ll have for dinner. Nana is the best cook in this city."
"Oh." I put my hands on my hips. "Your Nana made all this food?"
"Not these hors d'oeuvres." Benedetto shakes his finger. "But the main courses, yes. Constantine offered to have them catered, but Nana refused to listen to him. She wanted it to be a real Italian wedding, and she's a better cook than any chef in the state, so he agreed."
"She made the cannoli, too?"
"You bet your tight white ass she did," Benedetto growls as he swats my behind.Smack. "We can eat as much as we want. She made enough batches to feed an entire football team."
That's when the old woman I saw yelling at the man walks over to us. She wraps Benedetto in a hug.
"My little Benedetto," she coos, kissing Daddy’s cheeks. I get mildly jealous, but I remind myself she's not Benedetto's type, and I nip my jealousy in the bud. "You brought a date! I never thought I'd see the day. Every family function, I always tell you, you must bring a date for Nana to see. You never listen to me, Benedetto. It's not fair. I'm an elderly woman and already have one foot in the grave. I want grandchildren. How is it that you boys are already in your thirties and no one's given me grandchildren yet? You’re irresponsible, all of you. That's your one duty in this life—to have lots of babies to make Nana happy. Imagine what your mother thinks. She’s probablypazza—mad—that you're spending all your time working and not getting down to business in the bedroom."
Benedetto glares at his grandmother. "Nana." He pushes me forward. "This is my partner."
“Hi, dear.” Nana clasps my hand in hers. "Oh sweet Saint Joseph, you’re perfect for my Benedetto. You're just what he likes—young, cute, and you have a twinkle in your eye, my boy."
I blush. "Thank you, ma'am. Benedetto is the best partner ever."
Nana nudges my ribs. "When are you going to give me grandchildren? Constantine and Gianluca haven't done it yet, so you're my only hope. You need to get to work in the bedroom."
"We met less than a month ago, Nana." Benedetto bites back a growl. "And that's not exactly how it works. We’d need to find a surrogate to have children."
"Adopt them." Nana glares at Benedetto. "You don't need blood children. We don't mind if you bring adopted girls or boys into the family."
I grin. "I'd love children, ma'am. Not quite yet, but someday soon."
Benedetto jabs my ribs. "Don't make any promises you can't keep. Nana will hold you to that."
I roll my eyes. "Well, I'd love to have kids someday." I dig my feet into the ground. "What's so wrong with saying that?"
"You might regret those words."
Nana presses her hands to her heart. "Gianluca and Constantine told me you two weren't really together. But I can see that's a lie." She wipes a tear from her eye. "I'd love to see you kiss to prove it."
Benedetto makes a face. "We’re not technically together, Nana. I’m protecting him until later this month."
"Wearetogether." I can't take lying anymore. "I'm sorry Benedetto refuses to piss his brothers off. He's my Daddy. His brothers don't want us to tell anyone."
"Benedetto found his forever boy." Nana pulls a Polaroid camera out of her expensive purse. "You don't know how happy you just made me. And I take it Benedetto told you about the family business?"
"Nana," Benedetto warns.
"Yes, he did." I beam probably. "He's in the Mafia. How hot is that?"
"Kiss." Nana pulls up a camera. "If I have to ask you again, I'll put a hit out on you both."
Daddy wraps his arms around my waist. "I can't believe you put Nana up to this."
"I did no such thing." Sticking my chin out, I maintain my innocence. "She wants to see us kiss, so we should kiss. I don't want her to murder me."
I've already dealt with enough scary things in my life, thank you very much.
Benedetto leans in. "The second this wedding is over, you're getting a spanking." He rubs my ass. "You’ve been naughty."
"You can spank me right now for all I care," I whisper against his lips, daring him to kiss me. "Bend me over in front of Nana. See if I throw a fit."
Benedetto presses his lips to mine. He swirls his tongue around my mouth, claiming me in front of his grandmother. My heart swells with pride as I leap into his arms, then wrap my legs around his firm body.
